Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

If no one came in, does that mean the person inside opened the door?

Qin Huaiyu turned his head and cast his gaze at the beautiful woman who was some distance away.

"Madam, on the night of the incident, you were staying with the deceased. Apart from being knocked unconscious, did you notice anything unusual?"

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on the woman.

The woman was taken aback by the question and paused for a moment, her expression slightly tense as she replied:

"We went to bed as usual, except that I saw a dark figure in the middle of the night. I was about to shout when I was knocked unconscious, and I don't know anything after that."

Damn, the shadowy figure isn't dressed in black. That Feng Hao... like father, like son!

Qin Huaiyu was speechless.

"Madam, did you notice whether the doors and windows of the room were open at the time?"

The woman frowned, thought carefully, and said:

"No, although it was dark at the time, the door and window were just visible from the bed, and they were not open."

Everything was locked up... and the rooms were dark.

Qin Huaiyu glanced at the candle on the table again. There was a lot of burnt wax residue underneath, indicating it had been used for a long time. Could it be...?

But who was the person who ran away?

"Young Master Jiang, I heard that you heard an unusual noise and saw someone running out of the gate when you went outside?" he asked the burly man.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan quickly stepped forward and replied:

"That's right."

"Do you remember what kind of noise it was?"

".........It sounds like something hit the ground."

"And then you immediately rushed out, right?"

"Yes!" Jiang Yan said with absolute certainty.

"Were there any lights on in the deceased's room at the time?"

"No!"

Qin Huaiyu pursed his lips and remained silent. He looked out through the crowd. The layout of the Jiang residence was similar to a courtyard house, with each house a distance from the others, but it was only a few steps away.

Why would he do that?

"Nephew, what's wrong? Is something the problem?"

Looking at the other person's expression, Feng Yunming knew Qin Huaiyu's temperament well, since the two had spent some time together. He must have discovered something, otherwise he wouldn't have asked so many questions.

"We're starting to see some progress!"

Qin Huaiyu said softly.

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked on incredulously. How could this be? They had only been there a short time and had already made some discoveries. Their group had been working day and night for two days and still hadn't made a single clue.

Even if someone solves a missing person case, the difference in ability shouldn't be this huge!

The Jiang family members were also somewhat surprised and speechless.

Only Feng Yunming firmly believed this. "What clues?"

"Don't rush, it's not certain yet!"

After speaking, Qin Huaiyu walked into the room, glancing at the dressing table, which was decorated with a bronze mirror and some glittering ornaments.

Gold, silver, and jade were everywhere, ranging from high-end to low-end, with varying quality.

"Master Jiang, how's the silk clothing business lately?"

Jiang Cai was taken aback by this strange question. "The economy isn't doing well; you could only say it's barely surviving?"

"So you still hold the reins of power in the household?" Qin Huaiyu asked, picking up a brand-new gold hairpin behind his back.

Jiang Cai nodded. "My two sons are honest and kind, but they really don't have the talent for business."

"Yes, no businessman is without guile, I understand!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cai's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"It's alright, my family is in business too, there's nothing I can't say. By the way, does your son usually spend a lot of money?"

"No, my son is a thrifty and hardworking person, otherwise I wouldn't have put him in the silk shop."

"Um?"

Qin Huaiyu put down the gold hairpin and glanced at the bed. Compared to other places, it was quite messy, clearly preserving the scene from that night. However, a water stain left behind a map that was rather unusual...

The deceased really had a way with himself; even in death, he didn't forget to enjoy himself.

"Madam, the deceased was in good physical condition that night?"

The group was bewildered by the strange question, only the woman blushed slightly and nodded, "It's acceptable!"

Greedy! Insatiable!

Qin Huaiyu shook his head. "Can we go check out the other rooms?"

He looked at Jiang Cai.

"certainly!"

With that, Jiang Cai led the way.

The group was completely bewildered by this series of actions, and their eyes revealed impatience. If it weren't for the town mayor being there, they would have liked to beat the man up and kick him out.

"This kid doesn't seem to be any good either. He probably only solved that missing person case by sheer luck!"

"I think so too. They're acting all mysterious, pretending to be experts. What good is going to other rooms? If this could solve a case, I'd drink the entire chamber pot by the door!"

Some people whispered among themselves.

However, these words could not escape Qin Huaiyu, who was a cultivator. He smiled slightly and did not care.

"Nephew, why did you go to another room?"

Feng Yunming felt uneasy. After all, this was the person he had carefully chosen, and he didn't want to lose face in front of his subordinates and become the subject of gossip.

Qin Huaiyu understood the implication perfectly and reassured him:

"Uncle Feng, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

During the conversation, the group went to the opposite side room.

"Master Jiang, who lives in this room?"

Before Jiang Cai could speak, Jiang Yan stepped forward.

"This is my room."

Having received the answer, Qin Huaiyu went inside. The room was basically the same as the deceased's room, except that the man's room lacked the things a woman would need compared to a couple's room, making it look somewhat simple.

This man lives a very refined life; there wasn't a single unpleasant odor in the room.

As he walked, he noticed that the paint on the shoe rack was peeling off in large areas, some areas slightly off and some heavily, which looked very out of place.

"Young Master Jiang, do you usually prefer the right or the left?"

Jiang Yan still didn't understand what it meant, and subconsciously replied:

"Right, what's wrong?"

Hmm, that matches up. So it seems there really is someone on the left.

Qin Huaiyu smiled and said:

"Nothing much, just asking casually."

After saying that, he leaned onto the bed, sniffing a faint fragrance emanating from the bedding, while looking towards the headboard.

Sure enough, sigh!

Qin Huaiyu was too lazy to look at Jiang Cai's room again. There was nothing unexpected about it; it should be the same. Otherwise, where would that gold hairpin come from, and why would it be placed so openly on the dressing table?

He walked to the table and sat down.

"Alright, that's enough. Patriarch Jiang, do you really want to know how your son died?"

Jiang Cai nodded firmly, "My son cannot have died in vain!"

snort!

Qin Huaiyu's expression turned cold as he said in a low voice:

"You're right, he died in vain. Don't you, as his father, know what good things you've done!"

Jiang Cai was stunned.

"Young Master Qin, what do you mean?"

"Stop pretending to be confused. You know better than anyone what I mean."

Qin Huaiyu coldly stared at the seemingly kind old man in front of him.

"I'm telling you, your son committed suicide."

"suicide!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately exchanged bewildered glances. What a joke! As the young master of the Jiang family, he had no worries about food and drink, and had such a beautiful wife. How could he possibly want to die?

"That's utter nonsense. Who would want to die when they have a good life to live?"

"Yes, if you can't solve the case, you say it was suicide. What a convenient excuse you've come up with."

"That's right, Mayor, this young master Qin doesn't seem to have any real talent or ability. Let's not waste any more time!"

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The group of people spoke one after another, and everything they said was sarcastic.

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